Men in imaginations

Men are beautiful only in imagination,

In a woman’s fantastic fictional world,

In late night fantasies,

Men are only beautiful in the beautiful eyes of the venuses,

It’s women who make men look too good,

Build them, shelter them, nurture them.

Men are beautiful, successful and in advantage,

Because somewhere there is a woman taking care of them.

It’s the venus woman who makes men look too good, better than reality.

Men are beautiful only in the imaginations.

It’s the female poet who makes the brute look bright.

It’s in the female’s loving gaze an ugly gregor looks prince like.

It’s always in the women’s eyes that she adores men otherwise they are too basic,

Too primal and banal- both at the same time!

©® Farheen Akter Bhuian Nancy

Time Frame: 6.30 am, MIST, Mirpur Cantonment

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